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Stone Wall. Honorable Mention in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge. Content Warning.
The blonde-haired eight-year-old had been outside playing in his front yard when Luiz and Murielle Lopez, Lucinda’s parents, came over. Hysterically, they had asked his parents if they had seen their little girl. Winston listened as his father told Lucinda’s parents that they hadn’t. Then his father had said he would organize a neighborhood search for the little girl, while his mother said she’d call the sheriff to come out with some help.
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Fiction
Little Don. Content Warning.
Don entered his home, tossed his keys into a bowl on the table by the door, and removed his jacket to hang in the closet. When he closed the closet door, Juliet was beside him, smiling big. Kissing her, he asked how her day had been.
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Fiction
Mother Combs' Garden
One day early last summer, I went outside and worked in my garden, listening to the classic rock station on the radio. Busy pulling weeds and tilling the soil for new summer plants to be put in beds I was soaking up the gentle sun. The weather was beautiful that day, as I remember, and I was eager to prepare the garden for a party that weekend. I was really into the music, singing along where I knew the words, and humming where I didn’t. I didn’t hear the tiny voice behind me.
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Humor
What's up?
Hey! What's up? I have some exciting, small news to share with all you Vocalites! It's nothing big and the news may not be that major to any of you, but it is thrilling for me. I've finally reached a little Vocal milestone and want to share it with all my friends!
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Writers
Pileated
I was stuck in traffic, and I was going to be late again. I berated myself for not leaving earlier. Staring ahead, I could only see miles of vehicles. Changing the radio to AM 2375 to listen to the traffic report, I began impatiently thrumming my fingers on the steering wheel.
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Humor
Immersive Art
Unlocking my front door, I entered my apartment and slammed the door as hard as I could. I was sent home early from work because I was placed on administrative leave for the third time this year, and it was only March. Well, at least it was still with pay, but one more infraction for whatever reason this quarter, and human resources told me they’d have to terminate my employment. To say I was pissed was an understatement, though.
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Humor
Promises for Tomorrow
ViM's long-awaited March Prompt - Promises for Tomorrow - is here! We appreciate the patience everyone showed while we prepared for this exciting challenge! Now, with no further fanfare, so you don't have to wait any longer, here's the challenge!
By Mother Combs10 months ago in Writers
